Power Book 5 Novels & Stories

Back in my room, I sat on the edge of my bed, phone in hand, staring at the promo clip until the blurred frames stopped meaning anything at all. My phone buzzed one more time. Him: i saw the promo too Me: is it you? is that what they're revealing tomorrow, who you actually are? Him: i can't say for certain what they're planning. but i need you to hear this from me before you hear it from a screen tomorrow Me: then tell me now. please. i can't do this with a countdown hanging over both mysteries at once Him: i wish i could. but whatever they show tomorrow, the part that matters is still mine to tell you first. don't let the cameras say it before i do.

"We'll need to bring them back to the lab for a proper analysis. I'll have results for you within two days." Max nodded. "Understood. I'm counting on you for this one. By the way, any news about Naomi, your sister? Has she reached out to you or your family?" Shock instantly struck my chest, for I didn't expect that there was still someone who remembered me even after five years. On the contrary, Sebastian's face instantly took on a grim expression when he heard Max's question. "Contact us? She wouldn't dare. If I ever find out where she's hiding, I'll report her to the authorities immediately. Mark my words—no matter what, I will never let that murderer go free."

As soon as the call connected, I demanded, "I'll give you 500 thousand dollars if you return my bag." My dad's voice came through the phone, sly and calculating. "If it's worth that much, maybe I should just sell it to Xavier." I suddenly exhaled in relief, laughing as I said, "That's exactly who it's meant for. You can be the free delivery service." There was silence on the other end for what felt like an eternity. I could almost hear the rusty gears turning in his mind over the phone. Then, he changed his tune and said, "If it's for Xavier, then you must have intended to use it against Elsa, right? Maybe I should sell it to her instead."

Waiting. Something was coming. I could feel it in my bones. --- Two hours later, I wore a different face. Gone was the brooding warrior tangled in dreams and memories. Now, I was Gabriel Vermont, ruthless CEO of Vermont Blackstone Holdings, the multi-billion-dollar enterprise that oversaw silver mining, security tech, and discreet supernatural holdings in the East. I walked into the tower’s executive floor like a thunderstorm in a suit—black-on-black, tailored, perfect. The staff straightened as I passed. No one made small talk. No one dared.

I sincerely didn’t believe this story, I know there is something driving him but all this story about him being this power hungry person is something I don’t believe in at all. “So let me understand it all, you are saying that you had been following up the Smiths just so you can get a position at the power William is offering”, he nods and I look at him, really look at him, not as the man I love, as a man who wants power and who will use whoever and whatever to get what he wants and surprisingly I can see him fit in that picture.

"Quickly throw his body to the wolves." "Yes, boss." The thief's body was quickly carried away by his subordinates. Ivan looked up at the black sky with a triumphant smile. "If you want to kill this Ivan, you have to see what your abilities are." Jennifer wanted to go to sleep but couldn't sleep, the pain was so sharp that she couldn't sleep. Suddenly she remembered the image of Ivan earlier, so powerful and beautiful. Who is this man after all? Why do you have so many people targeting you? Jennifer was thinking when suddenly the phone on the table rang, she hesitated but pressed the answer button.

Knowing his bid was the final bid, the host nodded. "50 million dollars and sold to Mr.Jordan Lawrence!"

The girl, who prided and found pleasure in coning sugar daddies with her late boyfriend. The fifteenth law of power…All great leaders since Moses have known that a feared enemy must be crushed completely, if one amber is left alight, no matter how dimly it smolders a fire will eventually break out. More is lost through stopping halfway than through total annihilation. The enemy will recover and will seek revenge. Crush him, not only in body but in spirit.

He asked, "Your name." I paused for a moment, then immediately brought my legs together and let my arms hang straight at my sides. I raised my head and straightened my back before in a loud, clear voice, "My name is Rebecca Lane! My strengths are that I'm hardworking and can handle hardship! No matter what role it is, I'm confident I can do it well! Please give me a chance, director!" The corner of Theodore's mouth twitched. But what had happened earlier involved certain family secrets, and he could not let anyone leak them.